A Homeless Heart

you asked me, “how you’re doing?” while pointing your gun on my head when you could’ve brought some flowers and said the same thing “you never felt like that” i still would’ve forgiven you thinking, you are still a kid figuring your feelings out but you’re still in utter disbelief of my love that crossed seas for you my love now let me tell you how i am doing tell you, “what your desertion brought me?” summer went by without ‘summer love’ and fall full of depression my eyes rained blood and fog covered my whole world with no place to call home